When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune. — Albert Camus
The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to… Continue reading Rebecca Solnit
Dear reader, traditional human power structures and their reign of darkness are about to be rendered obsolete. ― R. Buckminster Fuller, Cosmography: A Posthumous Scenario for the Future of Humanity. (Macmillan Pub Co; First Edition edition February 1992)
And she drew my face down and pressed her lips against mine to stop my words. Her lips were cold, but they hung upon mine. I too was perfectly cold, as of mortal chill. And the coldness was the final horror of the act which we performed, as though two dolls should parody the shame… Continue reading Robert Penn Warren
And in life, when your car breaks down, your kids get sick or you have to take a second job to pay your mortgage, you don’t get to go to a cry zone, you don’t get to pet a pony, you have to deal with it. — Iowa State Rep. Bobby Kaufmann (R) as to… Continue reading Bobby Kaufmann
Turn on, Tune in, Drop out. ― Timothy Leary, Flashback. (Tarcher March 17, 1997) Originally published 1983.
The illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean-tide, on which we and all the Universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not: this is forever very literally a miracle; a thing to strike us dumb – for we have no work to speak… Continue reading Thomas Carlyle